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A Submissive Whore Roasting Over an Open Flame

submissive whoreThis submissive whore was invited to a bonfire this weekend. I should have know better. Men don’t invite me places because they enjoy my company or want to date me. They invite me places to do very naughty, even painful things to me. When I arrived with what I thought was my date, I discovered a slew of naked women bound and gagged around the fire. My date pushed me on the ground, slapped me across the face and shamed me with a litany of derogatory things. I was part of some man’s club initiation. Men were supposed to bring an old whore to this bonfire to humiliation and abuse. Much like a frat club initiation where campus boys bring an ugly girl to lunch then ditch her with the bill. Only this was not so school boy like. I watched in horror as the men voted on the ugliest, fattest, oldest looking whore in the group. That was a contest I was glad I did not win. What happened next, was the stuff torture phone sex nightmares are made of. They roasted the winner like she was a pig over the open flame. Along with the other contenders, I watched in horror as a woman was roasted alive. She screamed in horror as flames engulfed her skin. I felt awful for feeling grateful I was not the winner of this macabre game. Her screams were deafening. The smell of burnt hair and human flesh was sickening. It was all I could do to not vomit. Some of the other survivors were hurling. I just sat there bound and gagged praying that I would not be next. The horrific initiation didn’t end there. She was carved up like a pig and served as dinner. Even the surviving women were forced to eat some of her charred flesh. Now I puked. I woke up the next morning naked with the other women around the bonfire t which was almost completely out. No men in sight. We had a drugged feeling and confused memories. Was it a nightmare or reality? I don’t think I will ever attend a bonfire again, however.

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Halloween Is Approaching

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As I move around the basement, decorating and preparing for Halloween, my mind drifts back over the Halloween’s I have spent with may Master. Every year he does something different to improve the holiday celebration. I am wondering if there is any way he can improve upon last year. Last Halloween, my Master completely degraded me and used me fully in front of all of his friends and allowed them to use me as well. It was the things fantasies are made of.

I had decorated out basement for the annual Halloween Party. Just before our first guest arrived, he led me over to the guillotine and secured my wrists in place. He added weights to my ankles and secured those, spread widely apart., leaving my pussy open and my ass cheeks spread.. He placed a mask over my face, darkening my world. Lastly, he put clamps on my mouth, holding it open wide for anyone to use.

His guests began to arrive. I had no idea how many people were in the room when my Master announced I was the entertainment for the night and they would be allowed to use me in any way they saw fit. He would be the first as a Master should be. I could feel him as he approached though I could not see him. I cried out as mush as my mouth clamps would allow, when I felt the sharp sting on my buttocks from the flogger. He announced loudly how much his whore love lashes and offered me up for anyone who wanted to participate I felt multiple whips descending on my body, setting my skin on fire. I could feel the juices begin to flow. My Master saw them and once again talked loudly about me as he said “Look how much my slut craves cock. He juices are freely flowing from her cunt, ready for any cock object to fill her”.  I was mortified but strangely more aroused. After what seemed an eternity, a cock entered me. I was fucked roughly and thoroughly by the anonymous cock. Once it started, I seemed to have a never-ending supply of cocks to fuck all my holes, with most pulling out to cum on my face, tits, or ass, leaving their mark, and making me a huge cum covered mess. I loved every moment of it. How ever will he top that party? Whatever he chooses, I hope I am able to entertain so many cocks again this year. Maybe he will throw in a cunt or two for me to munch away on. He loves watching me eat another whore’s pussy, and I love how rigid he becomes watching.

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I am a Cheap phone sex whore!

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I know what I am and where my place is in this world. I am the dirty whore you experiment with. Play with me like a used cum filled doll. Dress me up all pretty and tear me down. Spit in my face and throat fuck me till I puke all over your cock. Make me lick it all up as your brutally fuck my asshole. Use every single hole up. Make me your fisting whore. Gape my holes open and use me as your human toilet. Please master, PLEASE! Make me your dirty slut! I will do anything you tell me too. I am a worthless whore. I am no good to anyone unless I am making them cum! I want to be spanked, slapped, and fucked so hard! I want every drop of your piss, shit and cum baby! 

 

Torture Phone Sex at a Club

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I was invited out to a strip club tonight. As I’ve never been to one before, I thought i’d give it a go. When we got there, I noticed a theme going on. Every table had at least 2 people, and one of those people was tied to their chair with varying degrees of intricate bondage going on. Every single person who was bound to a chair was bound quite naked. My 2 friends and I sat at a table near the front, and enjoyed the show happening on the stage. I was unprepared when the set ended and my friends hauled me up, and physically carried me onto the stage. A table was being brought out, and my friends were stripping me down. They bound me to that table, and they proceeded to smack and torture me. After 2 full songs of torture and beatings, they started unbinding me. When I stood back up on my own 2 feet on that table, with their loving support, they began to point out each and every one of the marks they had left. We received cheers and cat calls. People LOVED IT!! I felt embarrassed, but 100% pleased with the praise. I hope to do that again soon!

Spanking Phone Sex Whore

spanking phone sexDo you enjoy spanking phone sex? I have a confession. I am a spanking whore. When I was a little girl, I would purposefully get in trouble just to feel my daddy’s hand on my bare bottom. Before long, however, a bare bottom spanking was not enough for me. I had to be a really bad girl to get daddy to use the paddle. Mommy was daddy’s bitch, so I thought I could easily be his whore too. Turned out daddy loved spanking me. It made his dick really hard. Once he just gave in and accepted the fact that he enjoyed abusing my firm little bottom, it was not long before he was fucking that firm little bottom daily. The submissive world today is so different from what I am use to that it scares me. I have been my master’s submissive whore for decades now, but he won’t spank my ass anymore.  He is just too old. So, I have been exploring fetish clubs and online communities for a few months now looking for a man to make me his ass slave. I was at this spanking club over the weekend hoping to get spanked like my father use to spank me. Panties down around my ankles, bare bottom across his la with a hand and a simple paddle. I think that must be old fashioned for most men. I hooked up with a guy who expressed love for my round bubble butt. The room we entered was set up not with paddles. There were whips, chains and a spanking machine. I had to bend over a little table with my ass exposed. The first whacks were with his hands, but that was just to feel the firmness of my ass. Next came a whip that left gashes in my butt. My ass was a bloody pulp when he turned on the spanking machine. It was warp speed turning out about 100 paddles a minute. It sprayed the blood on the walls. My spanking master just jacked off in my face laughing at my misery. I love to get off from  bare bottom spankings, but this was just ass torture. Doesn’t any guy enjoy a slap and a tickle anymore?

Field trip

slave trainingWe arrive, and per my specific instructions I exit the back seat, step to the back of the vehicle, and kneel my bare knees in the gravel. He gathers what he wants, and comes to attach my leash. He walks me like his pet to the main building.
He leads me to a corner with a small woolen blanket on the cement. Some meal is brought to me by another slave in a small metal bowl. I remembered my lesson and I sat motionless, awaiting permission to eat what was before me.
After this, he leads me out to the field. There were wonderful set ups for binding, suspending, stretching, and yoking. Hoses and wires and ropes were hung neatly everywhere, next to displays of whips, chains, sharp implements, baseball bats, and hundreds of other random objects for insertion.
He tied me up to a PVC frame, and began connecting a hose, and gathering a bucket.
“We’re going to make yo good and clean today, whore.” he stated.
He filled my pussy and my ass with hoses, fastening them on. He turned them on slow, so they steadily filled my body with freezing cold water that began oozing out from my cunt and asshole. Filling the bucket from the spring tap, he threw bucketful after bucketful of icy cold mountain water all over my body. My skin was bright pink and red, stinging hard from the cold water and air. But I was a good slut, I didn’t squeak or squirm.
Master then walked around me, grabbing the hoses and working them further and further into me, releasing bursts of water from both my love holes, till it felt I would burst. My ass and cunt began gripping and spasming, I struggled to hold back the orgasm that threatened to overpower me.
Once he was satisfied with my cleanliness, he removed the hoses, stepped to my face and said “you did well, pet. You may have your reward.” And placed his beautiful cock before my face. “You may cum with me.
He is so very good to me, I wish he was my forever master. Maybe you’ll be here somewhere, and will want to adopt me?

The Meat Department

September 7th was National Salami Day. I knew my master was up to no good when he sent me to the grocery store in my slave clothes. Full face makeup, big hair, titties out and my ass was out. He gave me very strict directions while at the grocery store. I was to get a cart. Buy 5 tubes of lube, 5 things of plastic wrap and as many Salami rolls I could find including the ones in the back at the meat department.  My cart was full as I struggled to push it in my 6 inch plant form heels to the meat department. I rang the bell that sounds like a cow, which made me giggle. A very tall man walked out of the back in black slacks and a white coat covered in blood. 

“We have been expecting you.”

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I figured my master talked to them and let them in on his little game but I did not expect the next thing to happen. He opened the door and said after you. I pushed my heavy full cart into the back room where the butcher block covered in blood was surrounded by four other men covered in blood. The one who let me into the back grabbed me by the back of my hair. 

“Dirty subby whore’s like you need to really experience a good salami.”

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He pulled me by my hair to the butcher block. I slipped in the blood and pieces of meat on the floor, he was dragging me in the blood and they all picked me up. They put me on my hands and knees on the butcher block. They sliced my clothes off with their very sharp knives. They took the plastic wrap from my cart and started to wrap me in it to the butcher block. Spreading my legs wide open but also having access to my mouth. They pulled the cart closer to me as each one of them grabbed a box of lube and Salami. They shoved a thick Salami roll in my mouth to muffle my screams. Then they shoved one even bigger into my tight lubed up pussy. I was there for hours, being fucked with different rolls of Salami. Having all of my holes fucked and filled with Salami was not enough for them. The each took turns fucking each of my holes and filling me up with their baby batter. My holes are stick aching as I eat the Salami rolls I was force fucked with. 

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No Taboos With Mommy

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I know you’ve missed me…but I’ve been in the hospital. I was pregnant and I popped out a nice fresh little one! She is sooo tiny! She is a crier too, so she makes it all the easier to demolish her holes. She is one of many that I will let others use until she is no longer able to be used anymore. Her holes ruined her body worthless. She was perfect for that cock while she lasted! My motto is I can always have more; I am constantly being bred and used as a pregnant submissive whore. It’s my lifestyle – the only thing I  know how to do. I don’t mind them hurting – I love it. I am the same kind of woman as you are a man; I get off on her crying and tight holes. I get off knowing she is nothing but a rag doll for your pleasure. I will give her to you and your friends to use time and time again. I’ve already got 3 I am keeping around; this one can go once you’re done.

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On this Labor Day

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Being a submissive whore is shaping up the best holiday so far this year! Strapped to a table is where I belong, and as soon as my master arrived he took me straight to the dungeon. As I lay there waiting for him to begin the glorious torture I knew was coming, all I could think about was how much I loved being at his mercy, being used and pleasing him.

My pussy got wetter by the minute, and he left me there for a very long time, letting my anticipation grow. When he finally returned, he had several people with him and a long vibrator attached to a metal rod. As the audience got situated, he set up the device and turned it on. My body shook with the most intense orgasm almost immediately!

Moments later, another orgasm came, dizzying my head and making it difficult to breathe. I could feel another one coming, and with its intensity, I squirted girlie cum all over my audience!

I pleased my master today.

BDSM Dance Class

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I went to my Wednesday night dance class dressed a little better than usual, because the dance instructor had been catching my eye and last night was the night that I made my move. Throughout the class, I caught Bob the instructor checking me out. This was nothing new. I had been noticing him watching me for weeks now, and I wanted some of that action last night.

After class, I stuck behind and told Bob I’ve seen him watching me, “Let’s just fuck and get it over with, ” I said. He did not reply, only took me by the hand and led me to a dark room in the back which did not have any windows. On the walls, there was all kinds of Mr. Grey bondage type shit. He tied my hands behind my back and then tied that to the dance barre. He blindfolded me next and removed all of my clothes. Next came the clamps on my nipples, which he tugged on as he told me to get on my knees in a gruff voice.

I felt his hard throbbing cock press against my lips and I opened up, licking and sucking like a good little submissive. Still on my knees, he got behind me and began to fuck my ass with a fierce intensity. He pulled my hair and fucked me hard, just like I knew he would. We played for hours, and I took his load wherever he wanted to put it. When I left, I had cum in every possible place and I am sure that he was pleased.

I can’t wait until next weeks class.

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